War Fredo Santana (Ft. Gino Marley & SD)

[Chorus: Fredo Santana]
First nigga gettin' tough, gettin' trunk
I got that 30 in my pocket, wassup
300 swoll in the club, get stomped
A couple shots gettin' fired, we ain't lettin' up
Don’t nan nigga, want war with us
Don’t nan nigga, want war with us
Don’t nan nigga, want war with us
A couple shots gettin' fired, we ain't letting up

[Verse 1: Fredo Santana]
A couple shots gettin' fired, we ain't letting up
Grab a choppa, grab a tech, grab 'erythang
Kill 'erythang. On 'erythang
Yeah them 30's and them Glocks, yeah we tote those
Fufu ass niggas, we expose those
Call my lil' niggas up about a stain tho
Sit down, plot about it, then we take it down
Anybody move, or make sound
Couple bodies drop, from them choppa rounds
Everyday is Halloween, I got my mask out
All my niggas savages don't make a spazz out
Tadoe on it and he got the fuckin' 40 on ‘em
If a nigga want beef I send my shorties on em
Yeah that life bitch, I'mma bout that
Catch a nigga snoozing, push his cap back
Yeah that life bitch, I'mma bout that